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Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Guess the reason is love...
Yesterday, even after a supper at around 12, I can still keep myself and alerted for my revision and to accompany dear. However, now, having to "fight the war" alone, I become weak and tired, giving stress a chance to attack me. I can feel the different between today and yesterday. I guess the reason behind the strength, which I had yesterday night, is simply love. My love for him. *smile shyly*
It was heartaching to see him rushing his project till wee hours and unable to catch a proper sleep. I didn't want to sleep, while he is rushing his project. Giving him my moral support is all I can do. From time to time, I would "disturb" him through msn to give him my support - little message such as Jiayou, hugs...
Finally, he has handed up his project. One of his burden down and now he is sleeping soundly at home. And I'm alone trying to fight the Stress war. (Please, I'm not blaming you, dear, if you are reading this. I just want to say that I need you too...) I guess I really have to keep reminding myself to relax and think positively!
The power of love is amazing. It can do wonders.


my love, my dear, my boy.